It has always been the case that the people I want to tell things are the least interested and the people who instantly get what I am talking about are the ones I would really rather didn’t. Organized crime understands most of my writing intuitively while those in the bubble called the middle class live in a world sanitized of the earthy realities of life.
I prefer the pain of change to the bleak despair and silence of totalitarianism.
I’m still not sure what you all want to hear in these newsletters so please do reach out and tell me! I’ve heard from a couple of you that analysis of current events would be interesting. I don’t think it’s of much benefit for me to talk about what is going on in Ukraine in a monthly blog post though. There are a lot of other things going on that are devastating all the people I know: endless health concerns, a giant overwhelming wave of addictions and mental health breakdowns and the death and violence that brings, the equally overwhelming increase in organized crime, both in government and without, the powerful fat on Covid money and the poor desperate from social collapse – and of course the ongoing and still ignored environmental catastrophe.
But what I would like to talk about is the increasing relief I’m feeling each year. It seems very paradoxical since we seem to be watching the world crumbling but for me, it is a rotten old structure that is crumbling and it is being lifted by new growth. It feels like spring thaw – all the beautiful ice is melting and a winter’s worth of garbage is emerging into view but things are also appearing that we haven’t seen in a long time. So here is what I can see and smell in the spring air and what it looks like to me.